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Above the ground, Above the trees, Above the mound, That everyone sees. A sea of blue Floating by Spotted with glue. Oh, how it flies! It rarely changes From that so pure. Oh, how it ranges. Sky Azure.
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Sep 26, 2011
Sep 26, 2011 at 2:42 PM UTC
Azure
Above the ground, Above the trees, Above the mound, That everyone sees. A sea of blue Floating by Spotted with glue. Oh, how it flies! It rarely changes From that so pure. Oh, how it ranges. Sky Azure.
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Sep 26, 2011
Sep 26, 2011 at 2:42 PM UTC
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